went fairly well. Got some stuff done, picked up my medications. Finally feeling like some progress is being made… but this fucking loneliness just eats away like cancer. It’s unbearable how empty I am inside and how much I wish this was all just a bad dream and it would just finally be over. Maybe there really is nothing great that’s going to happen in my future and maybe one day I will grow the balls to finally off myself but in the meantime I survive in this void, and this abyss is my home for now… peace.
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You’re not alone, I feel that way too. I’m sorry that you feel that way too. I’m here to listen because you are so worth listening to. You can email me at frozenmangos1@gmail.com
It’s so hard to see what the future holds for us. If you told me 10 years ago this is where my life would end up i wouldn’t have believed it. I know its not much help, and people aren’t as crazy/stupid as I am but when I was feeling lonely I started writing a prisoner. I know people say its not safe but I don’t care if I die so I gave it a shot. and the person I am writing to is a very nice guy, he of course doesn’t know how much i want this life to be done. but if companionship is what you want, and your good at hiding your true feelings in your writing, I would recommend it.